Yue Pengju sighed, "That's exactly the case. If we can eliminate Yang Me and the others, the people around us can also live happily. "

While the two of them were conversing, Li Qiaoniang had already served the food. She placed the tableware on the table and went to the side. Hua Rong saw that she was treating him very carefully, and casually said: "You should eat too."

Li Qiaoniang immediately waved her hands: "Servant does not dare."

Yue Pengju also felt that it was strange to see her wait on him everyday. Ever since he arrived, he had been dining with the other officers. Seeing that there was one more person in his family, he felt rather uncomfortable and said, "You should eat together with me."

Only then did Li Qiaoniang sit down, overwhelmed by the favor. At this time, Hua Rong had already served her a bowl of rice and passed it over, saying gently: "From now on, you will eat with us."

"Thank you Madam, thank you hubby."

From then on, Li Qiaoniang formally shared a table with her wife.

Not long after, the families of the army heard the news, they all curiously stared at Li Qiaoniang's stomach, but saw that she was still a Jing Chai cloth skirt, dressed very simply. They were all discussing in private that a good day would come someday when Lady Ru's stomach would rise.

had naturally heard of these discussions, especially from the Sis GaoSi, she did not talk about any trouble, but she was extremely concerned about Hua Rong's body. What made Hua Rong even more embarrassed, was that she actually found many ways to cure her infertility. When Hua Rong obtained all of these things, it could truly be described as sour, sweet, bitter, hot, humiliating, perplexed, and full of different feelings. However, the more it was like this, the stronger the feeling of resistance grew in her heart. Every time she received these recipes and thanked them, she would throw them aside and never take them.

On this day, when Hua Rong returned, he saw that Li Qiaoniang was making up a bed in her bedroom. She stood at the side and watched. It was unknown when she made the decision to be a "good wife", so she turned a blind eye to Li Qiaoniang's every action. However, when he saw her making up the bed for his wife, she still felt awkward. Seeing Yue Pengju's underwear in her hands, which she had folded without a care, her heart skipped a beat, and she finally realised that Li Qiaoniang had truly treated him as Yue Pengju's concubine.

Li Qiaoniang turned her head and saw her standing at the side. She immediately stood up respectfully and said: "Madam, are you resting?"

Hua Rong walked in front of her, took her hand and sat down, then said gently, "Mrs. Qiao, you have suffered greatly by coming to stay with us these past few days."

Li Qiaoniang looked up at her and said sincerely: "Servant has always been in the military camp. When she saw that Yue Xiang Gong had left early and returned late, and had wholeheartedly served the country, Servant admired him greatly. Servant is lonely and bitter, and was saved by the empress dowager. She has long heard of Madam and Hubby's ways from the empress dowager … "

When she mentioned the empress dowager, Hua Rong was a little speechless. After a while, she finally said, "Since it's like this, I should give you a name.

Li Qiaoniang immediately knelt down, with tears in her eyes: "Madam, you are trying to kill Servant. Servant didn't dare to ask for his name. This time, Servant came here because he knew of his identity. Madam and Yue Xiang Gong have a very deep affection for each other, so Servant does not dare to ask for a relationship with them, and only hopes to do something for the both of you … " Hua Rong knew that her "doing something" was actually following the instructions of Zhao Deji and the empress dowager, and wanted to bear a child for Penga.

However, this' do something 'was not an ordinary matter. Could it be that a girl could give birth to a child for a man, and this man would be indifferent to it?

Li Qiaoniang observed the surroundings and her voice became even lower: "But Servant … "But if you give birth to a child, leave it to Madam to raise. You will never dare to ask for any status …"

Hua Rong felt her vital energy and blood surge up, as if she was some kind of despicable monster. She stood up and slowly said: "Since that's the case, then serve Yue Xiang Gong well." With that, she turned around and left.

From then on, Li Qiaoniang seemed to have tacitly accepted, and became much bolder, serving Yue Pengju in even greater detail. She had some tricks up her sleeves, she only needed to look at her words and actions, and knew how to submit to him. Whatever Yue Pengju liked, she would do, if there was anything she was displeased about, she would immediately correct and avoid. Especially when she was good at playing the lute. When Yue Pengju was free, he liked to listen to her play the lute. These days, Hua Rong seemed to have created these two people a chance, and she would often stay outside. Whenever Yue Pengju asked, she would only say that he was enjoying the scenery of the cave.

This way, Li Qiaoniang would have more opportunities. At noon that day, Yue Pengju finished his public security and returned home to eat. Hua Rong was not at home as usual, so she had dressed up a little. Although she was wearing a cloth dress, she had a young lady's natural pure charm, so she carried the wine pot out and poured a cup for Yue Pengju. Yue Pengju drank three cups in a row and felt a little dizzy. She slowly walked forward and pressed her hand on his forehead, then said softly: "Yue Xiang Gong isn't feeling well?"

Yue Pengju acknowledged as he closed his eyes.

She massaged him, her hands soft and comfortable.

Hua Rong stood at the door and looked at the scene before him. Her heart trembled. At this moment, Li Qiaoniang had already seen her figure from the corner of his eyes, but Li Qiaoniang pretended not to see her, and the massage on her hands was even more gentle, from Yue Pengju's temples to her face, as if a young girl was stroking her most beloved lover.

Yue Pengju had indeed suffered a bit of a cold from staying up all night a few days ago. He was startled, and when he thought about how he had left early and returned late these past few days, he actually forgot about Peng Quan's body. However, seeing Li Qiaoniang making ginger soup and massaging Yue Pengju's bowl of soup with such gentleness, he completely looked like a wife, and Pengju did not refuse, looking as if he was enjoying the process.

She turned and walked out of the room. She just wanted to know, why would I interfere with them if that was the case? Wasn't this the goal he wanted to achieve?

On this day, Hua Rong returned late. When she came back, Yue Pengju had already gone to sleep. Li Qiaoniang was helping him apply the cold kernels, changing it over and over again. Seeing Hua Rong coming in, she bowed and left meekly.

Hua Rong took the kernels and placed it on her husband's head, but when she saw that his fever had stopped burning, she asked softly: "Pengju, are you better now?"

Yue Pengju opened his eyes and was a little displeased: "Big Sis Shi Qi, where have you been these past few days? Why is it that when I come back every day, you never appear? "

Hua Rong said indifferently: "Let's go out for a walk." She felt a wave of bitterness in her heart. In fact, what did it matter if she was at home or not?

Yue Pengju felt that his wife's actions were getting weirder and weirder, and she became even more unhappy: "I'm sick today, thanks to Li Qiaoniang's care and care …"

"As long as I have her to take care of me."

He was startled, then suddenly sat up: "Sister Shi Qi, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh? "It's nothing." Hua Rong smiled and helped him lie down. Then she said, "With Li Qiaoniang to take care of you, it's not bad for me to be lazy for a few days. I used to take care of you every day, and I'm tired. "

When Yue Pengju heard her words, he felt that they were extremely ear-piercing. He and his wife had been taken care of by her in the past few years, but she had never complained about it. But now, the underlying meaning was that he actually considered taking care of him as a hardship?

He closed his eyes. Where was he sleeping? Opening his eyes, Fang was surprised to find his wife wearing an extremely gorgeous, bright blue silk Skirt. It was obviously expensive, and she had gone to the Tan Zhou City to buy it herself. Due to the situation in the southeast region, his military expenditure was tight. Although he was a frugal man with five thousand slots of salary each year, which was enough for his wife to be rich, over the years, other than maintaining his family's expenditure, he spent most of his money on military expenditures. Hua Rong himself had always been a Jing Chai cloth skirt.

Hua Rong saw that his husband was looking at his clothes with a strange expression, and was muttering to herself: "The army camp is cold and boring, all these years I have been with you in the army camp, eating all the suffering, I have used my private money to buy some good clothes. In life, one must be happy and happy... Sigh … "So tired …" He went straight to bed.

Yue Pengju felt that his wife's words and actions were becoming more and more unfamiliar. In the darkness, he looked at the people around him with his eyes wide open.

He couldn't help but hold her hand and realized that his wife's hand had become slightly rough. He said softly, "Sister Shi Qi, you've followed me all these years and have never had a good life. When the war is over, I'll go and get you some new clothes... Sigh, Big Sister Shi Qi, so it was my fault … "

Hua Rong turned her body slightly, still pretending to be asleep, but her eyes started to tear.

King Qin met Ye Lvdayong at the agreed meeting point on the way back.

Ye Lvdayong seemed to have predicted that he would return, like an old bat, he quietly sat on the black chair, as though he had become one with the chair.

King Qin sat opposite of him and said loudly: "I will not beat around the bush. I did not manage to kill Jin Wushu this time, but I promise you, I will definitely find a chance to kill him."

"How did you kill him?"

"Now that the Jinguo is in a state of chaos, Jin Wushu is like a turtle hiding and not leaving his house. But laozi believes that with his personality, he won't hide for long, he definitely won't be able to hold back. I have my own ways to kill him after he comes out. "

Ye Lvdayong nodded his head, then said: "King Qin, if you have any requests, just say them."

King Qin said bluntly, "Give me a secret recipe. A secret recipe for a woman to give birth to. "

"Oh? Or the woman you wanted to save the last time? "

"It's none of your business who it is. Just give me the secret recipe."

Ye Lvdayong's laughter was similar to a bat's. "How can she have no children?"

"Because laozi beat up her internal injuries?"

Ye Lvdayong thought, how could one's internal injuries make him infertile? Moreover, since that girl had come back to life, all of her internal injuries should have been healed by now. Even though he didn't know the situation, and he was engaged in the research of the Voodoo Gu, he had always been researching how to make people die, make them go crazy, and he had never researched how to make people 'live' before. But when he heard the King Qin begging him and felt the opportunity had come, he said, "If you want the secret recipe, fine, but you have to do one more thing for me."

"As long as she is well, I will do a few things for you, let alone one. However, I must let you see that she's getting better first. "

"Alright."

Ye Lvdayong got up and went into the secret room. After a while, he came out with a bottle of water. The potion was a light green color, and in the turquoise bottle, it seemed to be one with the bottle. It gave off a faint eerie feeling.